The runaway wife of the president of the empire

Lei Yufeng took the phone from her hand and said softly: "Chenchen, mom and dad are married, every married couple, for the sake of future happiness, have to spend a period of time that only belongs to the two of them. Honeymoon. So, we didn't leave Chenchen behind, it's just... There can only be two people on honeymoon."

Lei Haochen was silent for a while before trying to understand.So I asked: "Then how long will it take you to play before coming back?"

"It won't be long, because we miss you too, dear son!"

"Well, then I want to kiss!"

Lei Yufeng smiled, and made a kissing gesture to the phone, making his voice loud. [

"And Mom!"

Lei Yufeng handed the phone to Mu Yiyi, who also kissed him, and then said: "My dear son, listen to grandma, my father and I will be back soon, and we will buy you gifts!"

"I will be obedient, you guys have fun."

"It's so cute!"

"Good night, Mom and Dad!"

"good night!"

Putting down the phone, Lei Yufeng stretched out his hand and hugged Mu Yiyi into his arms, and asked, "Seeing your lack of interest, do you miss your son?"

"He has grown so big, he has never been separated from me..."

"My son is very sensible, let's go to see the night scene!"

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"Wind, it's really beautiful here!" Standing on the balcony of 1808 square meters, Mu Yiyi had a panoramic view of the night view of the Veneto area.

"It's very beautiful," Lei Yufeng hugged her and looked down at her, "It's just that you are even more beautiful!"

With the night breeze blowing gently, Mu Yiyi turned around and hooked his neck, looking up at him with her little face up.

In the night, his handsome face became more charming, especially those gentle amber eyes, which made her intoxicated like a jar of fine wine.

"Kiss me!" She begged for a kiss lazily.

The man couldn't hide the pampering all over his face. As soon as he lowered his head, he kissed the lips that made him obsessed...

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A year and a half later.

Mu Yiyi was in the baby room next to the master bedroom, holding her eight-month-old daughter, humming softly a nursery rhyme. [

Lei Yufeng hugged her shoulders with a calm expression.

Seeing her pink daughter falling asleep, Mu Yiyi gently caressed her tender little face with her fingers.

"I'll hug!" Lei Yufeng carried his daughter from Mu Yiyi's arms, stood up carefully, and carefully put the sleeping cutie into the lace-covered crib.

"Sir, madam, don't worry! I will take care of Miss." Sophia, the nanny who took care of the child, said respectfully.

"Thank you!" Mu Yiyi lowered her head, and kissed her daughter's forehead lightly reluctantly.

When he came to Lei Haochen's room, the little guy had already fallen asleep.

Mu Yiyi kissed his son on the cheek, and signaled Lei Yufeng to walk more lightly.

Back in the room, Thomas and Isa stood on either side of a chair that had been improvised in the center of the room.

"Sir, madam, everything is ready!" Isa held a tray in her hand, which contained a set of exquisite hairdressing tools.

"Feng, are you nervous?" Mu Yiyi sat down on the chair.

Tomorrow is the scheduled surgery date. Originally, she should be in the hospital at this moment, but she can't bear to bear the child, so with Ye Feng's consent, she came out of the hospital to see a pair of young children again.

Lei Yufeng didn't speak, but bent down and hugged her tightly from behind, buried his face in her delicate neck, greedily breathing in her unique fragrance.